So I just got back from the Dominican Republic and we decided that since all the Germans, Danes, French and Spaniards are in the Caribbean, it might be a good time to invade Europe. If for no other reason than we get to change their constitution to ban topless sun-bathing over the age of 60. (I kept my eyes averted as best I could, but from what I observed, there were waaayyy too many ta-tas past their expiration date.) In addition to topless women, we had Speedo-clad men. Even the little Euro babies wore them. Look at what I found in a kid’s gift shop in a 4T…
The weather was…well…let’s just say that I when I saw a couple of flies buzzing around together, I started looking for Noah. These two pictures ought to give you an idea of what things were like.
Yep – it rained…all four days. On the upside, I finished three library books that I had taken with me, so theoretically they won’t be late now. I learned new ways to win at Jenga, and I perfected the art of napping to crummy weather. But before you start feeling too sorry for me, remember that I LOVE storms. And the fact that we had them every day kept me out of having to put on a swimsuit (which I should have put on my “do not love” list).
So, I’m glad to be back and I’m digging out from under the piles of mail (e- and snail). I’m looking forward to catching up with YOU. Leave me a note and tell me what you did over the last four days. I’ll leave you with some other pictures I snapped. (Don’t worry – there are no exposed Europeans – and my favorite one is the last one.)